I'm back in 1990

Chapter 835: Top-Tier Club

After the family dinner, Huang Xiaochuan and Zhang Gaolei, along with their wives, said goodbye to Chen Zhe and Cheng Ling.

Chen Zhe seemed to be in good condition, probably because of his mood. Although he had overdone it tonight, he didn't crawl under the table like he used to.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for your hospitality!"

"Yes! Old Chen, you're so lucky! Chengling's cooking skills are truly exceptional; she could open a restaurant."

Chen Zhe chuckled, his face beaming with happiness, a stark contrast to his relationship with his ex-wife, Chen Qiao.

Huang Xiaochuan and Zhang Gaolei, who knew Chen Zhe well in both his past and present, naturally saw it all. They exchanged a glance and were both satisfied with their friend's current situation.

After the group left Chen Zhe's house, Huang Xiaochuan was about to get into the car when Zhang Gaolei said to him, "Want to go get some more drinks?"

Huang Xiaochuan glanced at him, seeing that the guy looked like he still wanted more, then looked at Han Nuo and shook his head in refusal: "It's getting late, hurry home, wash up and get some rest."

The last time Huang Xiaochuan went to a bar with this guy, they got spotted. This time, Huang Xiaochuan would never agree to go to a place like that with him again. It wasn't that Huang Xiaochuan was being pretentious, but he was just too famous. If they were recognized, it would cause trouble.

Zhang Gaolei guessed what Huang Xiaochuan was worried about, so he added, "Don't worry, we're going to Jinjiang Club. Drinking is just an excuse; I mainly want to talk to you about something."

Seeing that Zhang Gaolei had gone this far, Huang Xiaochuan considered it for a moment and then agreed.

"Alright! Let's skip the alcohol and have some tea. Otherwise, we won't be able to chat at all if we drink too much!"

Seeing that Huang Xiaochuan had agreed, Zhang Gaolei naturally accepted Huang Xiaochuan's suggestion: "Then let's have tea!"

Huang Xiaochuan leaned over and said to Yu Xiang, who was already in the car, "You go back first. I need to talk to Lao Zhang about something. I'll be back later."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiang advised, "Don't stay out too late!" She had overheard their conversation and knew they weren't going out for drinks, which put her at ease.

Similarly, Zhang Gaolei had his car take Han Nuo back first, and then he got directly into another van brought by Huang Xiaochuan.

Traffic was smooth that evening, and the two arrived at Jinjiang Club on the Bund a dozen minutes later. It was a well-known private business club in Shanghai, and Zhang Gaolei was a member there.

On the surface, this is a landmark building on the Bund with a history of nearly a century. In reality, after being bought by a mysterious tycoon, the building was renovated and transformed into a private business club, which is then operated by an American foundation.

Built in 1920, this building was originally the site of a British bank in Shanghai. It is also one of the earliest Art Deco buildings in Shanghai and has therefore been included in the list of protected historical and cultural buildings.

This building, which has been built for nearly a century, has witnessed the dramatic changes in Shanghai over the past century and is a testament to the development of Shanghai.

Becoming a member here is extremely difficult. First, you need to be recommended by at least three existing members. Then there are other requirements, such as background and assets. It's not simply a matter of having money to get membership. The club will conduct a comprehensive review of the applicant's background, profession, social reputation, and wealth.

Therefore, these kinds of clubs are essentially private social circles for homogeneous elites. They provide not only top-notch services, but also a screening platform, a trust medium, and a resource hub.

For a wealthy elite like Zhang Gaolei, there's no need for him to apply for membership in person. Instead, the club proactively approached him and invited him to join. Given Zhang Gaolei's influence and wealth, if he weren't a member, the club wouldn't be as prestigious.

With the doorman's assistance, the two got out of the car and prepared to enter. At that moment, a man in a suit and tie greeted them: "Good evening, Mr. Zhang! Welcome! Your tea room is ready for you!"

Members of this club are not supposed to bring people in at will, but there are always exceptions. Members like Zhang Gaolei have this privilege and can bring their friends in and out of the club at will. To put it jokingly, some rules are always broken in the face of absolute wealth and power.

Huang Xiaochuan silently observed the interior decoration of the club, which still retained its old appearance, with mosaic floor tiles, marble stairs, and old-fashioned lattice door elevators, exuding a strong historical charm.

Inside the first floor, there are several world-class luxury brands, mainly watch brands. Huang Xiaochuan only glanced at them and lost interest. For a tycoon like him, every year those top luxury companies would send someone to deliver exquisite catalogs and gifts. Whenever he needed something, he could have it delivered to his door for him to choose from at his leisure. Why would he need to go to a shopping mall to buy it?

However, Huang Xiaochuan wasn't particularly interested in these items. Tea or teaware, on the other hand, were a different story. Not to mention the tea he owned, his collection of teaware alone was worth over 100 million yuan, though he wasn't entirely sure of the exact value. Anyway, he only bought; if he saw something he liked, he'd buy it without batting an eye.

The waiter who came to greet Huang Xiaochuan clearly recognized him. He was slightly surprised, but quickly recovered, after all, he still had excellent professional qualities.

This teahouse is located on the ninth floor, with large windows facing the Pudong Lujiazui area across the Huangpu River. The towering buildings and bright lights create a magnificent view.

Zhang Gaolei was a regular here. He smiled and asked Huang Xiaochuan, "How is it? Not bad, right? I'll get you a membership so it'll be convenient for you to come by yourself in the future."

Huang Xiaochuan turned around and waved his hand, firmly refusing: "No need. I don't usually come to places like this. It would be a waste to sign up. A yearly membership would cost a million, right? With that money, I could drink so much tea."

Zhang Gaolei joked, "Come on! I know you too well. A million is just the price of a few kilograms of tea. You're willing to spend money on tea, but reluctant to spend money on a membership. Otherwise, I would have paid the membership fee for you."

Huang Xiaochuan rolled his eyes at him, "I just don't think it's necessary. Do you think I'm short of that little bit of money?"

After speaking, he looked around. Overall, the furnishings and layout of the tea room were very tasteful, and it seemed that an expert had been consulted. An old tea drinker like Huang Xiaochuan could tell the difference at a glance. The tea table and tea set were also of the highest quality.

After reading it, Huang Xiaochuan said to a girl who was busy preparing tea, "Young lady, why don't you go out and rest? We can make the tea ourselves."

The girl in the classic cheongsam was used to this. Most of the guests here talked about rather private matters. They had been told this during their training, so the girl stood up, bowed slightly to the two men, and then left.

Huang Xiaochuan sat in the seat where the girl had been sitting and skillfully began to brew tea.

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